Reborn in Hong Kong Island, I can see loyalty

As dawn broke, the security measures in Sham Shui Po were gradually lifted.

The mess in the alley was cleaned up one by one. Scattered guns, ammunition, and weapon boxes were seized and transported by the police. Bloodstains were washed away with clean water, leaving only faint traces as a reminder of the thrilling confrontation last night. Passersby stopped to watch, discussing among themselves, their eyes filled with lingering fear—they never imagined that such a dangerous conspiracy could be hidden in this seemingly ordinary old town in the dead of night.

The lights in the police station's interrogation room were still glaring, but the chill of the entire night had faded.

Baldy Qiang was held in an interrogation chair. The wound on his right leg had been treated by medical staff and was wrapped in thick gauze, but it still couldn't hide the ruthlessness and stubbornness in his eyes.

He kept his head down, his jawline taut, and remained silent no matter how the police interrogated him. Occasionally, when he looked up, the hatred in his eyes was enough to send chills down one's spine.

Ye Haoxuan hadn't slept all night, and although there was a faint bluish tinge under his eyes, he was still full of energy and his gaze was as sharp as an eagle's.

He sat opposite Baldy Qiang, holding an interrogation record in his hand, his fingertips lightly tapping the table. The "tap tap tap" sound was particularly jarring in the silent interrogation room, as if it were tapping on Baldy Qiang's heart, slowly eroding his remaining defenses.

Sasaki Miho stood beside Ye Haoxuan, holding the confessions she had compiled from the surrendered subordinates, and said softly:

"Haoxuan, the five surrendered subordinates gave basically the same testimony. They were indeed just Baldy Qiang's peripheral subordinates. They only knew that they were to receive weapons from the Yamaguchi-gumi and were unaware of the core plan. However, one of the subordinates mentioned that Baldy Qiang had been meeting with a mysterious person alone recently. Each time they met, he was very secretive and did not allow anyone to get close. Moreover, the person's accent did not sound like that of a local from Hong Kong or a Japanese person. It sounded more like that of someone from Southeast Asia."

Ye Haoxuan raised his eyes, his gaze falling on Baldy Qiang, his tone icy yet carrying a hint of seduction:

"A mysterious person? From Southeast Asia? Baldy Qiang, do you think we can't find out just because you don't speak? Who is that mysterious person? What is his relationship with you, the Yamaguchi-gumi, and the Black Blade Group? The secrets you're hiding are probably more than just colluding with foreign criminal organizations."

Baldy Qiang's body trembled slightly, his fingertips unconsciously gripping the armrests of the interrogation chair, his knuckles turning white, but he still didn't look up or speak. He just swallowed a few times, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes—the panic of being hit where it hurt, and the panic of fear.

Ye Haoxuan observed this and had already formed his own judgment. He continued:

“Last night, we found an encrypted file in your attic. The technical department is working hard to crack it, and we believe it won't be long before we know its contents. In addition, we have contacted the police in various Southeast Asian countries to investigate mysterious individuals who have recently entered Hong Kong Island and had contact with you. How long do you think you can keep this a secret?”

These words were like a bombshell, completely shattering Baldy Qiang's wishful thinking.

He abruptly raised his head, glaring fiercely at Ye Haoxuan, a sinister and desperate smile curling at the corner of his mouth:

"Ye Haoxuan, don't waste your energy! Even if you crack the file, even if you find that person, it's useless! You have no idea what kind of force you are facing, and you have no way to stop what is about to happen!"

"What's about to happen?" A cold glint flashed in Ye Haoxuan's eyes as he pressed for details. "What is it? Is it a follow-up operation by the Yamaguchi-gumi? Or a counterattack by the Black Blade Group? Or perhaps, you and that mysterious person have some other, even bigger conspiracy?"

Baldy Qiang suddenly fell silent. The panic in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by an almost frantic calm. He leaned back in the interrogation chair, slowly closed his eyes, and spoke indifferently:

"I won't say anything. Kill me or torture me, it's all up to you. You police will never know the truth, and you'll never be able to protect the peace of Hong Kong!"

Seeing that he wouldn't budge no matter what she said, the domineering woman couldn't help but step forward, her tone impatient, and she reprimanded him sharply:

"Baldy Qiang, don't push your luck! You colluded with foreign criminal gangs, smuggled weapons, intended to create chaos, and harmed innocent people. These crimes are enough to sentence you to death! If you confess now, you might be able to get a lighter sentence; otherwise, you will only suffer a more terrible death!"

Baldy Qiang slowly opened his eyes, glanced at Tyrant Flower with disdain, and a mocking smile curled at the corner of his mouth:

“A lenient sentence? From the moment I embarked on this path, I never intended to return alive. Ye Haoxuan, let me warn you, be careful of that mysterious man. He's more ruthless than Miyamoto Musashi and more cunning than the Yamaguchi-gumi. If you provoke him, you'll only bring trouble upon yourselves. In that case, the entire Hong Kong Island will be plunged into disaster!”

After saying this, he closed his eyes again. No matter how Ye Haoxuan and Ba Wanghua interrogated him, he remained silent. Even when his family was threatened, he remained unmoved—as if his family was no longer his weakness, or perhaps the mysterious person and what was about to happen were more important and more terrifying than his life and his family.

Ye Haoxuan knew that continuing the interrogation would be fruitless; Baldy Qiang was prepared to fight to the death. To extract more information from him, they had to find another way.

He waved to the police officer beside him:

"Take him away and keep him under strict guard, monitor him 24 hours a day, and forbid anyone from contacting him. In addition, intensify efforts to crack the encrypted files, closely monitor feedback from Southeast Asian police, and report immediately if there is any news about the mysterious person."

"Yes, Inspector Ye!" The officer immediately obeyed, stepped forward to untie Baldy Qiang's restraints, and dragged him slowly out of the interrogation room.

As the bald man walked away, he didn't look back. Only a ferocious, crazed smile remained on his lips as he muttered a single sentence, his voice weak but clear enough for Ye Haoxuan and Sasaki Miho to hear: "Disaster is coming. Hong Kong is doomed..."